This, above all:

This, above all: To be God's best for The Coach and for Anna

Monday, May 29, 2006

Fishing

Maybe I don’t pay The Coach enough compliments or maybe he feels guilty for only recently picking up on the chores he abandoned, or why else would he dance around me whenever I approach our bathroom, chortling, “Look how white the tiles are” or “Hmmm, ang bango ng banyo.”

I can’t blame him. I do my own share of fishing as well.

“Honey,” I asked one day when I felt bloated. “Am I beautiful?”

“Maganda ka naman,” he said. Stoutly.

“Naman?!?” I shrieked, piqued at the qualifier. “Why is there a naman?!?” The good man, never knowing what hit him, had to stop what he was doing to explain the ramifications of “naman.” Being Cebuana to the core, I didn’t believe him entirely. It would’ve been simpler if he had used the term “quite”—all I would’ve done was ask whether he was using the word in the American sense (somewhat) or the British sense (entirely).

But I never learn. Last night before we slept, I snuggled up to him and asked, “Honey, am I a good wife?”

“Of course you are, sweetie,” he said, readily but not too hastily or else I’d suspect it was a stock answer (I am impossible, am I not?).

“But I want to be a better wife,” I said.

“Okay,” he said, quick to the draw. “Then you wash the dishes.”

Remind me never to go fishing again.

6 comments:

charo said...

"And de moral ob da lesson ob da storeh es..."

See, this is why I don't ask if I'm good. I tell him to tell me I am... or else!

:D

jonjoaquin said...

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!

Jason said...

Ah, I can only say: Be careful what you fish for...

dai said...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

ayen said...

why do i feel so good after reading this... ",

Ree said...

heehee...i guess that's why it says, "let another praise you, not your own mouth; a stranger, not your own lips." hehe.

but i have to admit, sometimes The Hubby needs lots of (sometimes blatant) prodding to give me those lovely words i like to hear. tsk, tsk. must retrain ;p